Within the Void, a group of flowing lights suddenly streaked past with the speed of thunder. In a blink, they appeared at the end of the darkness before vanishing without a trace.
“Brother Xiao Yan, at our current speed, we should be able to reach the area of the Eastern Dragon Island in about ten more minutes.” At the forefront of the flowing light, Demon Sleep glanced ahead and then turned to Xiao Yan beside him.
“Mm, let’s increase our speed a bit more,” Xiao Yan nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the depths of the darkness. His fists slowly clenched within his sleeves, and with a gentle wave, his speed soared once more. Seeing this, Demon Sleep and the others could only hasten their pace to keep up.
“Wait, there’s a familiar aura,” After flying for a few more minutes, Xiao Yan’s figure suddenly halted, his brows furrowing as he looked towards the deeper parts of the void.
“Boom!” From the dark abyss, a burst of intense energy erupted, followed by a figure being thrown back, spewing blood, and landing among the crowd. His face was pale, his eyes filled with fury. Around him, over a dozen figures floated in mid-air, each exuding formidable and enduring auras, clearly possessing great strength. Particularly, the two elder leaders radiated an ordinary, yet terrifyingly oppressive aura, revealing that they had reached the pinnacle of the demi-saint level!
“Three Great Dragon Islands, you have some nerve to dare lay a hand on Emperor Dragon!”
Surrounded by these dozen or so figures were seven or eight other forms, most of whom were seriously injured. Among them, to Xiao Yan’s surprise, were two familiar faces: the Black Lance who had helped him several times, and Elder Zhu Li, whom he had briefly met once. They were the only ones who appeared relatively unscathed, yet their faces were unusually grim. They had been on patrol when they heard of the attack on the Eastern Dragon Island. But, rushing back, they were intercepted by the attacking forces, and a fierce battle ensued. The result was obvious; the two high-level demi-saints easily overpowered them, chasing them down with the intent to exterminate.
“Haha, Zhu Li, the three Dragon Kings are the true orthodoxy. You think your fake emperor can unify the Ancient Vast Dragons? How naive,” an armored elder sneered at Zhu Li, a cold laugh curling from his lips. He was one of the leaders of this force, boasting the strength of a mid-level demi-saint.
“Whether it is genuine or not, you know better than I do. It seems that under the rule of the three Dragon Kings, you have forgotten our clan rules,” Zhu Li’s face was shadowed by darkness.
Hearing this, the armored elder frowned, his expression slightly unnatural. In the Ancient Vast Dragons, the royal family held supreme authority over the commoners, a rule enforced by the bloodline’s pressure. They were both of a high rank in the Three Great Dragon Islands and knew that the young Dragon Emperor indeed possessed a pure royal bloodline. However, years of subjugation under the three Dragon Kings had somewhat altered their views. Though they dared not directly confront the young Emperor, they had no qualms about others.
“Qian Xuan, stop wasting words with this old fool. Dispose of them quickly. The resistance on the Eastern Dragon Island is fiercer than expected. We must return soon,” the red-faced elder beside the armored one waved impatiently, barking out orders.
“Two old tortoises, if you think you can obliterate the Eastern Dragon Island, you three have overestimated your abilities. Wait until our Emperor grows stronger, and your three islands will perish!” Black Lance roared in anger.
“Haha, only if you live long enough to see it,” the red-faced elder sneered, his eyes chilling. With a palm, he struck through the air, sending a monstrous gust tearing through the void, striking Black Lance like lightning.
*Pfft!*
Black Lance, now at the peak of the Eighth Star Dou Zun, could not match the power of a high-level demi-saint. His armor shattered, a mouthful of blood gushing forth, and he knocked over several others as he careened backward.
“A reckless idiot, daring to yell at me!” Having sent Black Lance flying, the red-faced elder scoffed disdainfully.
“F*cking bastards!” Stunned by the blow, Black Lance’s eyes turned crimson, his body expanding rapidly.
“Kill them all, leave none alive!” Witnessing this, the red-faced elder laughed scornfully, motioning with his hand.
“You dare!” Enraged, Zhu Li exploded with a torrent of battle qi, punching out and conjuring a gargantuan dragon that charged at the red-faced elder.
“Roar!” Faced with Zhu Li’s attack, the armored elder too expanded, transforming into a half-human, half-dragon combat form. A roar resounded, and he propelled himself like a cannonball, dissipating the energy dragon with a single punch.
“Zhu Li, your strength is close to mine, and you are injured. How can you possibly stand against me?!” The elder, now in his half-dragon form, landed behind Zhu Li, his clawed hand aiming a brutal slash at him.
*Bang!*
Confronting the ferocious attack, Zhu Li gritted his teeth, donning dragon-patterned armor and charging like a maddened dragon, colliding head-on with the half-dragon elder.
*Bam! Bam!*
As Zhu Li duked it out fiercely with the half-dragon, the red-faced elder sneered, his sleeve waving, each movement causing an Eastern Dragon Island warrior to spit blood and retreat. Their armor would shatter, and they would be swiftly captured by the invading forces.
“I’ll fight you to the death!” Watching his clan mates being seized, Black Lance’s eyes blazed with rage, his furious punch sending two advancing foes flying. Stomping his foot, he shot like lightning towards the red-faced elder.
“A mere ant, daring to make a ruckus in front of me?” the red-faced elder sneered, clenching his fist, scales emerging rapidly as he launched a devastating punch. An explosion sounded beneath his fist, meeting the surging Black Lance.
*Boom!*
The clash caused the red-faced elder to stagger slightly, but Black Lance suffered worse. His arm, veined and strained, burst with blood, bones audibly fracturing. His limb fell limp, and he flew back a thousand feet before halting.
Black Lance, drenched in blood, hung suspended in the void. His strength, sapped by the red-faced elder’s punch, left him vulnerable, saved only by his sturdy physique. Without it, that blow might have killed him.
“Is this the end…?”
Black Lance’s vision blurred, his body battered. Though indignant, he recognized the immense gap between his and his adversary’s strength.
“Rest assured, after you die, I’ll place you in the Dragon Tomb, giving you a proper send-off,” the red-faced elder reappeared, coldly eyeing Black Lance. He crouched, placing his hand on Black Lance’s crown, his eyes filled with a cold, merciless glint.
“Fire Battle, if you dare kill him, the Dragon Empress will never forgive you!” seeing this, Zhu Li, still held down, bellowed in red-eyed fury.
“Haha, the Dragon Empress? Only if she survives the combined might of the three Dragon Kings,” the red-faced elder mocked, looking down at the trembling Black Lance, pitying yet disdainful. “A man of strong will, but sadly, allied with the wrong side.”
He shook his head, his grip tightening on Black Lance’s crown. A cruel smile crept onto his face. “This victory is ours. But don’t worry, many will join you. At least, you won’t be alone…”
But as he prepared to crush Black Lance’s skull, he suddenly felt a chill—a cold hand silently resting on his own crown. A soft voice rang in his ears, freezing him like a statue.
“Tell me, will you be faster at crushing his skull, or I?”
Black Lance, awaiting death, opened his eyes to see a familiar, lean figure. “X-Xiao Yan?”
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